THE REGRET
Bianca's POV ❤️After waiting several minutes for my ride to arrive, he finally did and I felt so exhausted. My mind was trying to grasp everything that had happened so far. Everything just happened so fast. This was not how I pictured my day happening at all.It was a complete disaster.In my head, it went like this - I was going to have a blast at the protest, and make Charles Bandra listen to my demands and do whatever I asked of him, save the forest, and we all live happily ever after. The end.But none of that happened, not even one.Instead, I lost my boyfriend and my respect from people. I guess not everything you wish for happens, that is just how life is.My head was spinning from all these information, from me trying to fit the pieces together to fit. This was too overwhelming for me. I couldn't believe my own boyfriend could do that to me. I felt betrayed. I tried my best to control my emotions and not go bursting out in tears.I could sense the driver's gaze were upon me, I raised my head up to look at him from the rearview mirror and when our eyes met, he quickly averted his eyes away from me and focused on the road. Maybe he was looking at me wanting to start a conversation or maybe ask me if I was doing okay. That meant I didn't hide my emotions well. What a pain.I took out my earplugs and listened to music. I couldn't believe it, he didn't even try to stop me. I get that he's angry but at least...at least, he should have stopped me from leaving or something. Part of this was his fault though, he should have just told me about the protesters but I guess that wasn't going to change anything though. Everything that happened was my doing, from the time I slapped Charles, every single event that happened was birthed from my mistakes.I closed my eyes, savouring the tune of the music, and it seemed to help me relax and cool off. Even though it was just temporary. I enjoyed and savoured every moment of it. I didn't want to think about it anymore because the more I thought, the more questions I had and no one was there to answer them.My temporary moment of peace was interrupted when my phone made a 'bleep' sound. It was a text from my best friend, Kumiko.Kumiko: Hey, girlfriend. Will you soon be here?Me: I think so.Kumiko: Are you doing okay though?Me: Kumiko, we'll talk about it when I get to your house. Okay?Kumiko: Sure. No problem. Whatever you are okay with.I smiled for the first time after the incident. I felt really lucky for having such a sweet soul in my life. Really, really lucky.Kumiko: I made Ramen noodles but if you don't want to eat it, we could order something or I could make something else for you.Me: I'm fine with whatever you make but I'll have ice cream; strawberry flavored one with lots of chocolate drip, toppings and sprinkles.Kumiko: Woah, woah, woah. Hold on girlfriend. That's way too much sugar.I knew what was coming now was a lecture and I wasn't even ready for that. Maybe I was even overreacting about this but for some reason, I felt really numb, blank and only ice cream could help right now. Maybe some movies too.Me: I'll text you when I get there. Xoxo.She was typing something when I switched on my airplane mode and continued listening to music. It seemed to be helping, cause I forgot everything that happened. I was intoxicated with the song, I didn't even know when I fell asleep.I felt an arm tapping me and I was about to punch the person when I realized and remembered I was in a taxi. I have always been on alert and very cautious but I wasn't this time. What happened was taking a toil on me and I didn't like how it affected me. I opened my eyes and realized the music was still playing. I paused it and took off my earplugs. The driver was staring at me in shock and I felt embarrassed. I wasn't feeling like myself."You've reached your destination ma'am." He was still startled on how I was about to go all karate kid on him earlier."I'm so sorry about that. Uhm... how much?" I asked, trying to change the subject."Six dollars ma'am."I reached out for my purse and counted six dollars and handed it over to him.I didn't even consider the outrageous amount he charged as the fee, I just wanted to get out of here quickly.I texted Kumiko and got down from the car, and thanked the driver. I also apologized for startling him earlier and almost hurting him. I just hoped he didn't think I was a crazy person but all he did was just smile, a very heart warming and genuine smile. One that said 'don't worry, I totally understand'. I smiled back at him; he reminded me of my dad.I was about leaving when I turned back"Oh and please don't call me ma'am, you're far older than me."I couldn't help but smile at how he kept on staring at me. He totally reminded me of my dad."So what should I call you ma'am...?"Then he realized and corrected himself"I meant what should I call you?"I was about to tell him my name when I heard Kumiko shouting my name and waving at me. I smiled at him and thanked him again, then left.I ran to meet her and gave her a really tight hug and started tearing up immediately. She pulled me inside and shut the door behind us and hugged me even tighter. This was really soothing.I felt really happy for having someone like her in my life. I almost immediately forgot my troubles.THE GIRL OF MY DREAMS Charles's POV ❤️I couldn't stop thinking about the goddess I saw last week when I went for a meeting. I was exhausted already by the time we were done and I wanted to go home straight up to rest my head before going through another brief and working again. Being a billionaire isn't easy, especially when you try to prove a point that you're the best and constantly trying to stay at the top of the business game, no going down, just the top always.When I opened the headquarter of my company in this shabby town, I had never rested. I wanted to help them. I wanted to help the town. Build malls, hospitals, houses and what have you. Even though it was part of business strategy as 70% of the revenue will go to straight to me and my company. I was tired already. I managed to convince most of the citizens and even the mayor but I had issues with one person and I didn't even know her. But rumors had it that someone was trying to sabotage everything that I worked hard f
THE MEETUP 2Charles's POV ❤️I was totally nervous. Why was I nervous? Where did all the excitement go? My confidence too, was gone. It's way easier when the girl is into you and you don't have to do anything, only to fuck her brain out, but this was totally different. This was way different.The elevator signalled our arrival at the ground floor and opened. I was too nervous to move. She is only a female, so why was I acting this way? I have dealt with so many females that I was starting to get bored of them. I was never really in love with any of them, they wanted one thing from me and that was my money and I got what I wanted too - sex.So why was I scared of this one? I knew she was special, she is totally different from the rest, I just knew it. My instincts told me and it was never wrong. I got out of the elevator and ordered Mr.Tusch to stay in.Before I got out, I searched for her with my eyes. There she was. If she told me to stop my dream project, I was definitely goi
VOW OF PROTECTIONCharles's POV ❤️My bodyguards surrounded her like a fly attracted to a poop. What were they planning on doing to her without my consent? I understand that they were just looking out for me but I swear if anyone of them touches her, hell will break loose. Two of them grabbed her arms and started pulling her. What were they doing? She was in pains, couldn't they see? They were going to pay for this."Let me go! Let me go!" Her voice echoed in my ears as she pleaded. She looked at her boyfriend or whatever he was to her, and he stood there like a moron. He didn't even flinch to help her. I guess I had made my dominance known to him, there was nothing he could do to stop me, he had no power to do so. Now, she would know that her silly pest of a guy was worthless and couldn't even protect her. She was mine now.I could see the fear in her eyes and hatred. I couldn't believe I did that, after all that talk about making her happy. This was all my fault. She stared at me wa
BEST FRIENDS FOREVER Bianca's POV ❤️I told Kumiko everything that happened; from the point I arrived at Green Co., to the point where I slapped Charles, and also what happened at Jason's car. I narrated everything to her, every single detail.She was so focused on what I was telling her, and kept on gasping and sighing when necessary. She cursed in Japanese when I was done, and I laughed at how serious and concerned she was, which was even more than I was."That dick-head! He should be jailed. Oh why wasn't I there?" She was totally serious. I'm glad she wasn't there actually, because it could have turned out worse. She could have done more than what I did. I am talking fire, burning down the company, doing something terrible not just to Charles alone, both the protesters and Jason. She was fierce, and that was one thing I loved about her. She was brave and courageous, she didn't fear anyone or anything and that was something I lacked. I sometimes got jealous of how confident she
GUILT TRIPBianca's POV ❤️My head was banging by the time I woke up in the morning. It felt like I was suffering from an hangover, meanwhile, I didn't drink. Do people get hangover from ice cream? No! I highly doubt that. This wasn't the first time I was having ice cream, so why was my head banging like crazy? I tilted my head and saw Kumiko sleeping peacefully. She looked so cute and less dangerous like this. I imagined her being so peaceful, and I couldn't help but laugh at my thoughts. It wasn't possible. Kumiko wasn't born for peace.I finally remembered what happened last night and how we screamed our guts out from the horror movie we watched. So that's what is causing this headache. Now I've to take pain killers, and I was not a fan of medicines, not to talk of hospitals, so I tried my best to stay as healthy as possible.I went to the kitchen to make breakfast for the both of us. Nothing fancy or extreme, this headache wouldn't even let me. I had to eat, take some pain killer
THE PLAN Charles's POV ❤️Mr Tusch came to me and told me about her. He explained to me what happened. About how that bastard, that son-of-a-bitch left her stranded on the middle of the road. How could he treat a woman like that? His woman. Didn't he think about the worse case scenario? What if a drunk comes and rapes... I didn't want to think about any negative thing. Thank God she was safe now. I knew something was wrong. Damn that son of a bitch, for hurting my woman. I did a good thing by sending Mr Tusch to look after her.It was so surprising that I didn't know her name yet though. I would find out later. Now that her relationship with her boyfriend is over, how do I make her mine?"Mr Tusch, find out everything about her for me, immediately." He bowed and left while I was left with various ideas. I just got the best idea ever. I was starting to feel proud of myself.~~~~~~~~~~The car halted in front of a small restaurant, I guess this was where she works. I didn't come with
MEETING THE MONSTERTHIRD POV ❤️She ran as fast as her stubby legs could carry her, after she heard the news from Maggie. What did she mean by the restaurant was shutting down? This was all her fault. She brought this upon herself and more importantly, the people she cared about. She stopped a taxi and told the driver the address. She couldn't believe he would do something like that, something so heartless. Why would her friends have to suffer for her own mistakes? Friends... Her mind went to Kumiko immediately. If anything happens to Kumiko, she was definitely going to make him pay.Tears rolled down her cheeks and she didn't care if the driver was staring at her. She was tired, tired of bottling up her emotions and acting like everything was okay. She was tired of acting strong and brave. She was scared, scared of this man, she was really scared of him and what he would do to her. She felt lonely. If only Jason were here. After that fight she hadn't spoken to him. Forget him, he d
SLAVE TO THE MONSTER Bianca's POV ❤️What...? His pet...? What did he mean by that? A pet is an animal and I'm not. A pet is an animal you're in love with and you want to take care of, but I'm sure he feels none of that for me. So, what did he mean by that? "No need to be flustered, Bianca..." He gave me his signature smirk. He looked really hot. Why was I thinking about this now? There was more issue on ground as to how a human being can become a pet, like how was that even possible? Gosh! Bianca!"...it's exactly how it is. Be my pet, that's the only way I can forgive you." He started moving closer to me. How do I be someone's pet? And not just anybody, a psycho-billionaire. The words got stuck in my throat. I had loads of questions to ask."I can't be your pet, I'm human." I finally spoke. None of this made sense to me. He laughed. Did I say something wrong? "Yes, you're human,..." That was exactly what I said, so why did he find it funny? "...mistress? No! I can't call you
Hi, readers ❤️ We have finally come to end of this chapter. Words can't reveal how much this means to me 💞 It took me two years or more to complete this book (I lost count), but I'm finally done. Yayyyyy 🥳💅 Thanks to everyone who was still sticking around with me even after my irregular uploads and updates. Thank you so much for trusting me and trusting the process cause it got to a point where I wasn't even sure of what I was doing. This is my first novel ever but in my opinion, it turned out far better than I had imagined (I tried for my first attempt). I made lots of errors, deviated from the story line a little bit, and there were days where I felt like giving up, but I'm extremely glad I didn't and that I pushed through. "You wouldn't know unless you try!" This has been my go to quote, my inspiration whenever I felt like giving up. Although it took me two years to complete it, there's no need for me to be hard on myself. So, this is my special thanks to everyone for stickin
HAPPILY EVER AFTER EPILOGUEBianca's POV ❤️"Charlesssss, hurry!!!" I screamed, a hint of impatience in my voice. "My gosh, what’s taking you so long?""Coming, babe!" Charles called back, but there was still no sign of him.Charles and I had been living on the island—my island—for a week now. He seemed to be starting to forget the weight of what happened to his brother, or maybe he was just trying to forget. One thing I knew for sure was how much happier he seemed now. He wasn’t completely over the past, but he was making progress, letting go of the guilt he had carried for so long.Since I owned the island now, I invited Zac and Kumiko to join us. It would be more fun with all of us together, and they were already on their way.I heard the door open behind me, followed by a hand wrapping around my waist. Charles kissed my neck, and I shivered. Now wasn’t the time for this. I couldn’t get distracted right now."Hey, little one. Sorry I took so long.""It's fine." I replied, but then
THE END OF A LOVE STORY Charles's POV ❤️ Bianca’s tears flowed freely, soaking into my shoulder as I held her close. Her trembling shoulders pressed against me, and I couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride and relief. I stroked her hair gently as she cried tears of joy into my shoulder. Each soft sob echoed the overwhelming happiness she felt. Seeing her this happy—it made everything worth it. She was happy, and that was all that mattered to me. Her grip on the documents tightened as though she feared they might disappear if she let go. “I love you so much, Bianca,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. “I love you more than I can ever say. Thank you for staying with me.” She pulled back slightly, just enough to look into my eyes, her own brimming with gratitude. “Charles, thank you for everything. Thank you for believing in me, for fighting for me, for... this.” Her gaze flicked down to the papers in her hands. "Thank you for everything, Charles. Thank you," she said betwee
THE BEGINNING OF THE END VIJason's POV ❤️The bar wasn’t crowded, but it wasn’t quiet either. A low hum of conversations mixed with clinking glasses created a steady rhythm. I sat in a corner booth, my fingers nervously tapping against the wooden table. The glow of the overhead light made the transparent liquid in my glass shimmer, but I hadn’t touched it. It had been three weeks since I met Mabel. Three weeks since she found me broken, bleeding, and lost. And now, even after I had been discharged from the hospital, she was still here. I couldn’t shake the thought—why does she care so much?I didn’t deserve her kindness. I hadn’t even fully healed emotionally. I still haven't fully gotten over Bianca yet, even though I knew she had found her happiness elsewhere. Meeting Mabel had been like finding a lifeline I didn’t know I needed. But was it fair to her? “Hey, Jason,” a familiar voice called out, soft yet vibrant. I glanced up and spotted Mabel near the entrance of the bar we h
WELCOME TO GREEN ISLAND II Bianca's POV ❤️ We had finally arrived at the island, and the sight before me stole my breath all over again. The expanse of the crystal-clear ocean shimmered under the golden sun, its waves crashing gently against the shore in a soothing rhythm. The air carried a salty tang, mingled with the earthy scent of the surrounding forest, which seemed greener and more vibrant than I remembered. As Charles and I stepped off the jet, my arm wrapped snugly around his, I couldn’t help but drink it all in. Everything felt surreal, like stepping into a painting that was somehow more alive than reality. It was astounding. Standing by the dock, Mr. Matthews was already waiting for us. It was almost as if he had some sixth sense for our arrival—or maybe he had just been standing there for hours, keeping himself entertained with the ocean waves, but the warm smile on his face showed no sign of impatience. In the distance stood the house, the only structure on the is
THE START OF A NEW BEGINNING Charles's POV ❤️It was finally the day to leave for the island. Mr. Tusch was driving, and Bianca and I sat in the backseat. She hummed a cheerful tune, her legs swinging back and forth like an overexcited kid. I couldn’t help but marvel at how effortlessly childish she could be. The drive was smooth, and soon, we arrived at my private airport. My jet stood waiting, sleek and ready for takeoff. Mr. Tusch brought the car to a halt. The moment the engine cut off, Bianca flung the door open and bolted toward the jet, her excitement spilling over. Meanwhile, my bodyguards approached. Two opened the door for me while the others began unloading the luggage from the trunk. “Welcome, Master Charles,” they chorused, their voices perfectly synchronized. Bianca paused mid-step when she realized I wasn’t following her. She turned back, hands on her hips, her expression somewhere between amused and impatient. “See you soon, Master Charles,” Mr. Tusch said w
REST WELL, MOTHER!Charles's POV ❤️It had been two weeks since Bianca was discharged from the hospital. With consistent physiotherapy and medication, she could walk again—though she still needed the wheelchair on some days.I glanced at the clock for the hundredth time in ten minutes, tapping my foot impatiently. Bianca was taking forever."Bianca!" I yelled, my voice carrying a mix of frustration and amusement."Coming, babe! Just five more minutes!" she called back, her tone cheerful.She'd been saying "five more minutes" for over an hour now. At this rate, we would miss the event entirely and that couldn't happen.I sighed in defeat and sank onto the couch, switching on the TV."...and in other news, Axel Bandra, the brother of business tycoon and multi billionaire Charles Bandra, has been found guilty and arrested for murder. Yes, you heard that right. Axel admitted to his crimes, along with several others, and is set to face trial tomorrow. He..."The reporter’s voice droned on,
IN YOUR ARMS, AGAIN!BIANCA'S POV ❤️I reached for an apple slice, but paused mid-motion when I noticed Charles. He hadn’t touched his burger. Instead, he was staring at his hands, his fingers clasped tightly together as if grounding himself.There was something different about him—something hesitant, almost fragile, and entirely unlike the Charles I was used to. The quiet between us stretched, the tension growing as he shifted slightly in his seat."Bianca," he said at last, breaking the silence, his voice soft and trembling.I glanced up from my apple, his tone catching my attention and catching me off guard. His burger sat untouched on the table, the scent of melted cheese and grilled beef wafting faintly in the air. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He wasn’t looking at me but instead at his hands, which were clasped tightly together that his knuckles were beginning to turn white."No matter what happens," he said slowly, his voice almost a whisper, "and no matte
THE REUNION Bianca's POV ❤️The soft hum of a machine accompanied the warmth of sunlight that streamed through the thin hospital curtains, pooling on the bed, warming my face and forcing me awake. The hospital room smelled faintly of antiseptic, but the warmth of strong arms around my waist made it feel less lonely. The room was quiet, save for the faint hum of the heater and the steady rhythm of someone breathing beside me.Blinking against the light, I turned my head slowly, my heart softening at the sight of Charles sleeping next to me, his face mere inches from mine. In sleep, he looked so peaceful. His features, usually sharp with worry and determination, were relaxed while he was asleep. His furrowed brow relaxed, the usual tension in his jaw gone as it was no longer clenched as it usually was, and the faint lines on his forehead had smoothed out. It was as though the weight of the world on his shoulders had finally lifted for the first time in ages, leaving him at ease. His